Zack:
I. War. Beat. But even that was an understatement.
If I'd to look at one more report, I was ready to quit and become a villain.
And judging by the look on my father's face when he walked into my office, I probably looked like one, too.
He grabbed me by the collar and yelled at me for overexerting myself before dragging me home from Chance so I could clean up and take a nap.
I was almost certain that Reece had called my father after I nearly strangled a pack warrior for grunting too loudly while fighting.
In my defense, though, I've to say that he didn't have to sound like a lawnmower while wrestling someone to the ground. I let it slide the first few times, but when he wouldn't stop, it got on my nerves.
It also didn't help that my wolf was pissed off and growl
